The Walk

In Birth –

We’re free from sin

Unaware of whom we came

Ignorant of what we’ll find

When age begins to cloud our minds

In Youth –

We’re free from cares

We’ve only started climbing stairs of life

And should we fall?

Sometimes it matters not at all

In life –

We weave a tale

We laugh, we cry, we win – we fail

We sacrifice, or so it seems

For pride, for shame, for fantasy

In sleep –

Our truths take form

The mists of fear and love and scorn

And mortals share them all alike

Our pleasures past and futures bright

Alas –

Thine eyes shall see

The great release, sweet soul be free

Goodnight, my child….. all is well

Let your spirit sail……


8 thoughts on “The Walk

  1. sami Alam says:

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  2. Janara says:

    Cher that was beautiful…

  3. thepenciledone says:

    I love this poem. I just enjoy the structure and flow here. Thanks for posting this, it was just what I needed at the moment.

    If you can stop by my own poetry or thought blog, there may be something for your self there. I’ll be back to read more poetry!


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